Dream Saga Novels & Stories

Arphen didn't intend to terrify them, but it was a fact he needed to convey, motivating them to give their best during the first stage. Without hesitation, some started to swallow the golden beans. Raiden led the way, followed by Nowo, Helios, Frisia, and Moha. In a split second, Cordelia, Maison, Luna, and Blaze followed suit. Even Jack, filled with hesitation, succumbed to the urge to defeat Moha and joined everyone—being the last orphan to arrive in the dream. The dreamland differed significantly from their reality, vibrant and alive, surrounded by living things such as beautiful scenery, insects, fields of flowers, and more. Lights scattered and floated around the big tree next to a lake

The entire night was filled with surreal and fragmented dreams—none of them forming a coherent story. In one of the dreams, Miranda cradled a chubby, smiling baby in her arms. Behind her stood a tall, gentle man, softly encircling her waist, quietly reminding her to watch her step. But when she turned to look at him, he vanished. All that remained was an endless field of wild grass, stretching as far as her eyes could see. No trace of the man, no one to turn to.

"It's not about work," Yoel said. He walked over, set a blue folder on the coffee table in front of me, and looked more serious than I had ever seen him. "It's a proposal." I picked up the folder, confused. On the cover, in bold print, a single line read, "Proposal for Establishing a Long-Term and Exclusive Lifelong Strategic Partnership with Ms. Nova Grayson." My hand trembled, and I almost dropped the folder. I took a deep breath and opened to the first page.

The dream realm, broken and fragile as it was, slowly began to settle, trembling, wounded, but somehow still alive. I collapsed to my knees, gasping for breath, my whole body trembling. Sweat clung to my skin as I bent forward, my fingers loosening their grip on the necklace. It slipped from my hand and fell onto the cracked earth below, the crystal now dim and quiet. It was over. “Xiana! Look out!” Damien’s voice suddenly pierced the calm, sharp and panicked, like a crack through still glass. My eyes flew open, and I turned just in time to see it—a jagged shard of the dream realm itself, twisted and black, hurtling down from the shattered sky above. It tore through the air like a blade carv

Akira replied, then down from the guardrail and stood in front of Lee Umji. "It must have been quite a while after waking out of the coma, before she came here, right?" Lee Umji guess thought of something. Akira nodded slowly. "How do you know?" Lee Umji took a deep breath. "I think Kim Hana wrote the Daydream script like a will. But before finishing it, my body fell back into a coma."

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

They are both on fire when Dream calls her mom. "Why are you taking so long, Mom?" Dream asked walking towards Kenzo's room. Yara pushes Kenzo exactly when the door opens. He falls directly to his bed. "Come on, Mom, I'm sleepy." Dream said pulling her mom. "Goodnight, Dad." Dream said. "Night, kitten. Can't I really sleep with you?" Kenzo asked still hoping that Dream would let him but she has the same answer. Yara giggles seeing Kenzo's defeated face. "Night, love." Yara said and Kenzo only nods. Kenzo sleeps hugging his pillow.

Sophia staggered as emotions washed over her: A mother in Brazil dreaming of a daughter she had lost. A child in Mumbai imagining a city made entirely of music. An old man in Cairo reliving his first love. A soldier in Damascus dreaming peace he had never known. Each dream was a spark. Together, they were a constellation. Sophia’s breath trembled. “This is… beautiful.” Lumen responded with something like awe. • Humanity dreams in color beyond spectrum. • You dream in contradictions that coexist. • This is more than memory.

Locke demanded and Saga shook her head as she stared at Kitty's face. "I don't know. She doesn't want to come back. Something is happening in her dreams. Something is holding her there." she replied. She stared for a few moments later before gasping. "What? What is it?" Cash asked but she just shook her head. "Nothing. I thought of something but it's couldn't be possible." she brushed off. I looked at her carefully. I knew that she was lying.

Her skin soft and warm against his, her breath on his chest, her hair smelled of lavender brushed under his chin. "You don't remember anything?" she couldn't imagine what he must've gone through. He shook his head, "I had a dream about it ... I think it was a glimpse of what I saw in that brief time I woke up in that room ..." he rubbed his face to wipe away the nightmare. "I don't want something like that to happen to you ... we can't risk it, your teacher is right, we have to get out of this contract." Charlie paused for a moment, she too had a confession to make. "About my teacher ..."